your time to…

(Ain’t your time to…

fly.) You’re get ting (Em7)way too big for your boots, you’re nev er too big for the boot.

I’ve got the big size twelves on my feet, your face ain’t big for my boot.

Kick up the yout, man, know that I kick up the yout.

Dem boy (C7)dere tried twist up the truth.

How (B7)dare you twist up the truth?

Look, you’re get ting (Em7)way too big for your boots, you’re nev er too big for the boot.

I’ve got the big size twelves on my feet, your face ain’t big for my boot.

Kick up the yout, man, know that I kick up the yout.

Dem boy (C7)dere tried twist up the truth.

How (B7)dare you twist up the truth?

Wan na come round (Em7)here like a bad boy?

Do it!

I’m Bun all the talk ing?

Go on then, do it!

in my Run ning through the par ty, bot tle of Ba car di, the bro’s in my ear, say ing, ‘Stormz, don’t the do it!’ from the Dev il on my shoul der, I don’t lack.

in my Hit ’em with a crow bar, Still I don’t scrap.

from the E ven when I’m (C7)so ber, Man I’m so gassed.

Say you ride, but there’s (B7)no tle man, car that’s and no mash.

(What you talk ing ’bout?) Clown, What?

stand Pro down.

it You nev er had a MAC I Ten or a trey I’m pound.

to Well, you were nev er bad I then, you ain’t bad now.

Nev er had a MAC, then.

Lit tle *** **, back I’m down.

to Wait, I saw bare kicks, saw bare clothes, ride for said ‘**** Real that, Gs I can’t na wear those.

round I don’t (C7)like Man, them, got they’re not my to ting.’ They went (B7)si I nev lent, left they’re all weird to os.

for Like (Em7)yeah, man Stormz gone clear, I don’t nev er had a Tom man’s Ford in, or a Mon cler.

I came Man dem are calm, but you see my don there?

Mek a **** ries, tell ’em, don’t do it, don’t dare.

try na Don’t care I’m who you know big from my reb block, you’re not you’re Al er Ca pone, big you’ll get reb boxed.

They was can the (C7)take my car sing and my creps, out, I’ll still you’re (B7)do er the road big in my A socks.

Like who’s gon na (Em7)stop me?

a You?

to my Him?

Weed in a ci ga rette, blue slims.

Don’t ta be an id i ot, move at my smart.

bit, I’ve I’m been ting kill ing it, new for my King.

*** *** ain’t rea dy for my new stuff.

na side You’re a ***** I by your self, a go and group gers up.

the pipe And when Krept I’ve went (C7)States for the B E Ts, **** I was cov er ing ting (B7)Krept like a boot cut.

the time Ith mad, that’s a (Em7)fa mi ly ting, straight a fa mi ly ting.

Dem ’ve man are broke, no your sa la ry ting.

out the Had a peng ting called your A my tell ing me to come er round hers on a Val er ie It’s ting.

man, Hash tag my Merk y, a ca de my ting.

dom Com ing like a art in a gal le ry ting.

year, I (C7)Dem boy to dere wan na chat a bout bars, wan na (B7)chat a bout to crud, but, gui but, but… You’re get ting (Em7)way too big for your boots, you’re nev er too big for the boot.

I’ve got the big size twelves on my feet, your face ain’t big for my boot.

Kick up the yout, man, know that I kick up the yout.

Dem boy (C7)dere tried twist up the truth.

How (B7)dare you twist up the truth?

Wan na come round (Em7)here like a bad boy?

Do it!

I’m Bun all the talk ing?

Go on then, do it!

in my Run ning through the par ty, bot tle of Ba car di, the bro’s in my ear, say ing, ‘Stormz, don’t the do it!’ from the Dev il on my shoul der, I don’t lack.

in my Hit ’em with a crow bar, Still I don’t scrap.

from the E ven when I’m (C7)so ber, Man I’m so gassed.

Say you ride, but there’s (B7)no tle man, car that’s and no mash.

(What you talk ing ’bout?) Clown, What?

stand Pro down.

it You nev er had a MAC I Ten or a trey I’m pound.

to Well, you were nev er bad I then, you ain’t bad now.

Nev er had a MAC, then.

Lit tle *** **, back I’m down.

to Wait, I saw bare kicks, saw bare clothes, ride for said ‘**** Real that, Gs I can’t na wear those.

round I don’t (C7)like Man, them, got they’re not my to ting.’ They went (B7)si I nev lent, left they’re all weird to os.

for Like (Em7)yeah, man Stormz gone clear, I don’t nev er had a Tom man’s Ford in, or a Mon cler.

I came Man dem are calm, but you see my don there?

Mek a **** ries, tell ’em, don’t do it, don’t dare.

try na Don’t care I’m who you know big from my reb block, you’re not you’re Al er Ca pone, big you’ll get reb boxed.

They was can the (C7)take my car sing and my creps, out, I’ll still you’re (B7)do er the road big in my A socks.

Like who’s gon na (Em7)stop me?

a You?

to my Him?

Weed in a ci ga rette, blue slims.

Don’t ta be an id i ot, move at my smart.

bit, I’ve I’m been ting kill ing it, new for my King.

*** *** ain’t rea dy for my new stuff.

na side You’re a ***** I by your self, a go and group gers up.

the pipe And when Krept I’ve went (C7)States for the B E Ts, **** I was cov er ing ting (B7)Krept like a boot cut.

the time Ith mad, that’s a (Em7)fa mi ly ting, straight a fa mi ly ting.

Dem ’ve man are broke, no your sa la ry ting.

out the Had a peng ting called your A my tell ing me to come er round hers on a Val er ie It’s ting.

man, Hash tag my Merk y, a ca de my ting.

dom Com ing like a art in a gal le ry ting.

year, I (C7)Dem boy to dere wan na chat a bout bars, wan na (B7)chat a bout to crud, but, gui but, but… You’re get ting (Em7)way too big for your boots.

You’re nev er too big for the boot.

I’ve got the big size twelves on my feet, your face ain’t big for my boot.

Kick up the yout, man, know that I kick up the yout.

Dem boy (C7)dere tried twist up the truth.

How (B7)dare you twist up the truth?

Look, you’re get ting (Em7)way too big for your boots.

You’re nev er too big for the boot.

I’ve got the big size twelves on my feet, your face ain’t big for my boot.

Kick up the yout, man, know that I kick up the yout.

Dem boy (C7)dere tried twist up the truth.

How (B7)dare you twist up the truth?

Look, you’re get ting (B7)dare you twist up the truth?

(In the booth, in the, in the… Ain’t your time to… In the booth, in the, in the… Ain’t your time to… In the booth, in, in the… Ain’t your time to… In, in the booth, (B7)fly, fly, fly.)